He lives all alone in a one bed roomed flat, high up, on the housing estate,

With all the lights turned off, he sits naked in his favorite chair and waits,

The factory job he holds down by day, just about drives him around the bend,

“Oh’ but now as the darkness falls down, his misery will soon come to an end.

The powerful telescope is discretely hidden; his little secret cannot be discovered,

Now as the excitement begins to build, he dares to sneak a peek under cover,

He scans every window on the huge estate, hoping and praying for some naked flesh,

Suddenly a light comes on in a bathroom, and the bottom feeder is covered in sweat.

For hours he walks around the park, the long woolen coat hangs below his knees,

Its mid-winter he has almost frozen to death, as he peers out from behind the trees,

He waits patiently for his moment to arrive, as he thinks about his kids and wife,

As a well-respected business man, they have no idea about his other life.

All those years he has managed to keep this secret, he loves to take off all his clothes,

To see the shock and horror on their faces, standing before them naked and exposed,

Now as he listens he can hear voices coming, three old ladies walking down the track,

This bottom feeder jumps out in front of them, opens his coat and pulls it back.

He is the perfect person for the job, rugged good looks and an every ready smile,

But behind this bubbly persona, there is something dark lurking behind those eyes,

The busy post office where he works, is the perfect cover for all his evil games,

They freely give him all the information, from their home addresses to their names.

He easily finds out when they are not at home, or when they take their holidays,

As he smiles and wishes them well, he is carefully planning his next robbery,

It’s the elderly that he likes to hurt the most, he loves destroying their memories,

As this bottom feeder ransacks another house, he just adores the power he feels.

He walks the halls with his chest puffed out, mouth closed tight and grinding teeth,

This teacher has a point to prove; to any sniveling cowardly school boy he meets,

Without hesitation he will use any power he holds, to humiliate those school boys,

He finds it hard to hide his excitement, when he can see the fear in their young eyes.

The weaker they are the more he likes it, just one on one in the small back room,

When he sees the damp patch in the young boy’s pants, it almost makes him swoon,

As he forces the young boy to remove his clothes, he watches from behind his desk,

This bottom feeder is growing darker by the day, very soon he will start to molest.

The worst kind of bottom feeders can be found here, waiting for their innocent prey,

As the train rolls into the station, bringing young boys and girls that have run away,

They arrive confused and all alone, trying to find a way to be free and escape,

Only to find them caught up in a web of deceit quiet often defiled and raped,

Forced into drugs and prostitution, as the feeders make them work the dirty streets,

Subjected to every kind of degradation, from every foul creature that they meet,

Heartbroken family’s thorn apart, searching for children, they may never find,

Stolen away their young lives destroyed, by bottom feeders of the very